Chapter 15

*Zane*

I got the kids settled in at my parents, kissed them goodbye, and raced off. Natalie’s text updates throughout the night have been torture… Knowing there are two beautiful women in my house, right now, fucking my wife, is unimaginably hot… And I can’t get home fast enough. I know I said I would stay out of it, but I at least want a glimpse. I want to see what the other girl looks like… *Anastasia…* But, there are still two hundred and thirty miles between us. I press the pedal, accelerating, looking for cops. I bring it into the fast lane, passing a car, slaloming through the slower traffic.

I palm my cock, hard in my pants, sliding my hand over it. Maybe, if I’m lucky, they’ll still be there naked in the sauna when I get there. My cock throbs at the thought. I imagine Sophia’s golden skin and dark wavy hair, curvy body and sweet round ass. I imagine her licking Natalie’s pussy, peeks of her pink tongue flicking out as she gets down on her, me grabbing her by her tiny waist, looking at her pink pussy from behind, and thrusting my hard cock deep inside of her. I remember exactly how it feels to be inside of her… Soft, and wet, and tight… I unbuckle my belt, and unbutton my jeans, pulling the zipper open, freeing my cock as I drive, stroking it, I press the pedal down harder. I imagine that look she gave me when she looked back at me that night in the hotel… But this time, I keep pumping into her, making her look at me like that again… and again… Making her throw her head back and moan.

I am sliding my hand up and down the shaft of my cock, rolling my palm over the head… There is another woman there – what is she doing? Maybe she’s licking Natalie’s tits… Maybe she’s straddling Natalie’s face… *Yeah.* My cock is growing and getting hard as a rock in my hand… I imagine the woman Natalie described to me, a beautiful woman with smooth cocoa skin and curly hair in wild ringlets grinding her pussy into Natalie’s face as I fuck Sophia…

*Fuck, this shit is hot.*

I look around for napkins, which, thankfully I have due to the on-the-go-dinner earlier.

I imagine Natalie’s tongue lapping her up from underneath, Anastasia’s hips pressing deep into Natalie’s face, back arched… Sophia’s sweet tongue sliding over Natalie’s pink… Sophia’s tight, dripping, pussy gripping my cock, her ass bouncing against me as I crash into her… Fucking her hard, pressing her harder into Natalie, her moans softened by Natalie’s pussy… And I am coming at 90 miles an hour, flying through the night… My release spilling into my hand, I grab for the napkins, driving with my knee, pleasure surging through me...

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*Natalie*

I feel Zane’s hand sliding up my stomach to my breast as I sleep in our bed. I open my eyes, the room is dark and I feel fuzzy from sleep and that drink still wearing off. Sophie and Stas left a while ago, after a sensual shower to rinse off... I had toppled into bed bleary eyed around 4:00 in the morning, and couldn’t have been sleeping for long. His skin feels so smooth against mine, his naked body sliding against mine, his arm around me, pulling me close to him. He nuzzles into my neck and face with his rough face, and kisses me beside my ear with his gorgeous fluffy lips.

I am instantly electric. *“I want to hear everything…”* he whispers into my ear, pressing into my body, his cock already hard against me. I smile, take a breath in and blink myself awake.

“Well…” I begin, and I tell him everything… With every detail, he is more and more ravenous, grabbing at my breasts, twisting my nipples, pressing into my body with his, sliding his hard cock against my ass, I feel his heat rising, and he finally grabs me, twisting my body to the bed and spinning me on my stomach. I laugh, a wild feeling in my body, loving him tossing me around like this. I reach my arms above my head, wanting him to take me completely. He grabs my hips and pulls them up to him, and I arch my back pressing back to him, aching for him, instantly wet. He slides his cock along my ass, and then between my pussy lips, gliding his smooth shaft over my clit, getting his cock slippery with my wetness, and then he slides back, presses into my opening and shoves into me fast and hard. His cock searing deep, flooding my body with pleasure from the center out to my fingertips and toes. He slides in and out of me in deep pumps, pleasure surging through me with every crash. I press against the headboard with my fingers, offering resistance, pressing back into him with my hips. He knows just how to hit my g-spot, and he presses his cock expertly into it as he rocks in and out of me. Last night was one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced, but what it was missing was *this*. I love his roughness while he’s *taking care* of me at the same time.

“You look so fucking hot like this…” he says, looking down, watching his cock slide in and out of me, his pupils as wide as saucers.

I look back at him, and he is a God; his chest a perfect V down to his trim waist, his arms and chest dunes and valleys of smooth muscles, his abs flexing into a six pack as he thrusts into me, his jaw sharp and set, a wild *fuck me* look in his gorgeous icy blue eyes. I drop my lips open at the sight of him, my eyes wide, taking him in. I am such a *fucking lucky* woman… We stare into each other’s eyes as we fuck, the connection intense…

“I want your legs above your head,” he says, and slides out and grabs me by the hips, flipping me over. I smile and bite my lip. He slides his arms under my thighs, sliding my legs straight up his chest on either side of his neck. He slides foreword, pressing his cock back into me, sliding in deep. My eyes widen, and I take in a breath, his cock is so deep in me in this position. I grip his hips, holding on as he pumps me faster and faster.

He pulls back, sliding up onto his knees, his hands gripping my hips, pulling me up into him, and I slide my feet down to his chest, pressing back against him with my feet as he pulls my hips into him, pumping his cock with my body.

“Can you see that?” He asks.

I tip my head up a bit, and I can see him sliding in and out of me, the sight making me hotter. I nod.

“Aren’t you fucking hot?”

I smile.

*“Aren’t you?”* he presses.

“Shhhhh….” I quiet him, smiling.

I slide my feet down his chest to either side of his body. He lowers down, his smooth skin sliding against mine, his muscular chest against my bare tits, I wrap around him, squeezing him between my thighs, sliding my hands over his back, running my fingers into his wavy hair, feeling him absolutely everywhere… He rocks his cock into me, sliding over my clit with the weight of his body. He reaches under my ass with one hand, scooping me up and pressing my body hard into him as he rocks in and out of me… I grab his shoulders, gripping them hard, pulling him into me harder; and then I slide my hands down his body, feeling his smooth skin, his toned muscles moving under my fingers as he slides deep in an out of me, undulating into me, never breaking contact with my clit as he slides in and out...

“Fuuuuck, Zane, I’m coming…” I say, “Oh, *my man*, I love how you fuck me…” I moan, my filthiest words flowing out as my orgasm tips over the edge, overpowering me. I grip his ass, feeling it flex as he pumps me hard now, ready to come hard inside of me as I come. I pull him into me pressing his body harder against my pussy, orgasm surging through my body in pulses, his body sliding over my clit making my orgasm crash through me harder.

“Oh fuck, baby…” Zane says, and I feel him coming into me, his cock pulsating, his body shuddering into me. I can feel his orgasm through my body, intensifying my orgasm, rushing through me in waves... He pumps me deep, until the grip of his orgasm releases him, and then he slows his motion, exhaling into me, and finally, as the waves of my orgasm subside, he rests on my chest, the weight of his body on mine… He slides his hand from under my ass and runs his fingers up my body, slipping them into my hair… and we relax into each other, catching our breath and falling into sleep...

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*Natalie*

I open my eyes and I see my bedroom around me, Zane in bed beside me. Sunlight pouring in through our windows. I look at him, his gorgeous chiseled jaw, his fluffy lips, the muscles of his arms peeking out from under the sheets… I slide my fingers up his arms, over the smooth curves of his muscles, sliding up over his shoulders. I run my fingers through his wavy hair and slide closer to him, kissing his jaw and up his face, feeling the roughness of his face against my skin. Memories of Zane and myself in the early hours of the morning flood in as I awaken. Zane stirs, sliding his arm around me, and I slide closer, our movements choreographed as we slide onto our sides, spooning as he holds me close.

As I awaken further, I feel like something is different. What is it?

I feel different.

And I remember last night.

Sophie. *Sophie…* and Stas…

Fuck. I had a threesome with two girls…

Two fucking fine girls.

I smile.

There is something about their magic, their shimmer, that is in me now. It’s imprinted into me somehow, now, I can feel it. Now, I am a woman who has been with two beautiful, magical, ethereal women… And, they made me feel like I am one of them… like I am beautiful, magical, and ethereal, too… My body seems to be vibrating higher, buzzing.

I begin to think through our day. Tonight is the fashion show. My heart starts pounding at the thought of going, seeing Sophie again, maybe Stas, and Zane being there… My feelings hit me in a jolt. I have such a mixture of emotions running through me. I am elated, excited, turned on, and terrified all at the same time.

I think about all of the beautiful women who will be there tonight, their amazing bodies, and what they will be wearing. Everyone is sure to be dressed in amazing clothes… I think through my closet, and furrow my brow, frowning. I feel so different now that nothing in my closet seems to suit me anymore… I feel more… dangerous… wild… more willing to let myself out, more… confident? I turn my head back to Zane, and I can tell from his breathing that he is in a deep sleep. I slide his arm gently back and slip to the edge of the bed, sliding out from the sheets…